Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 330

Chapter 330: Harlot Son
That night, both of them cried their loss as they comforted one another.

By the next day, Chiron was feeling much better, and with a burst of incredible strength attributed to only cultivators, he kicked the beast covering the entrance out of the way.

Both of them made it back out.

Chiron bowed to her in thanks as she slowly left the cave.

She said her byes and turned to leave.

However, for some reason she did not understand, she kept on turning back to check on him.

Meanwhile, Chiron turned back into the cave.

Only after two steps back in, he stumbled against a rock and almost fell, leaning against the wall.

She had seen this, and the motherly thought that her child had injured himself sparked a protective spirit in her heart.

Immediately, she rushed back to him.

“You know, I forgot to ask! But what is your name?”

Chiron slowly turned about, “It’s Igbi” Chiron answered. Chiron had chosen a perfectly normal traditional name, “And what is yours?”

“The village people call me old Magu.” She replied.

Chiron nodded, “Then I hope you don’t mind me calling you mama Magu.”

She nodded.

Old Magu was an elderly woman that looked to be well within her eighties.

She with long black hair from her head well peppered with some gray, thanks to old age.

Her back hunched just a little when she walked, a fault of constantly carrying heavy things on her back from the mountains and back.

Although at the extremities of her eighties, she still managed to look like she had only recently hit fifty.

Apparently, her trips to the mountains worked wonders for her muscles even though it had its effects on her back.

Old Magu reached out to Chiron, “I know you are a strong cultivator, but at the moment, these caves are very dangerous to live in. Why don’t you come stay at my place for a couple of days. When you are all better, you can come back?”

In Chiron’s heart, he smiled.

After three weeks of caring for him, her subconscious mind had taken him as a part of her duty.

Of course, this was in line with what Chiron wanted her to feel.

After saying ‘No’ twice insisting that he did not want to ruin her daily life, he finally agreed to do as she suggested.

In this manner, Chiron started a daily life with old Magu.

Be did minial labor without complaint, fetching water and even going to the mountains to hunt for food.

Naturally, Chiron was a new face to this small community.

When the neighbors and other villagers requested to know where he came from, old Magu just told them that he was her grandson from her first son.

Then again, he already called her mama Magu. It was no problem at all.

And when they wanted to know further, she just said that Chiron, ‘Igbi’ was a product of an illicit relationship her son had.

Seeing as the topic was a very sensitive one, no one ever went into deep details.

Naturally, a community such as this was very tight niched and definitely not accepting of this new face.

However, Chiron clicked in for the next phase of the plan.

For some reason unknown, after the first incident with the blue cored mountain lion, more beasts had been visiting the general area of the village, and this happened most frequently.

On this particular day, Chiron was carrying firewood back to the house from the mountain top.

By now, he had spent another two weeks in this place.

He was already well known, but still not considered a part of the community.

As he carried the wrapped big pile of firewood, he suddenly felt something fly in the air towards him from behind.

His brows frowned, however, he did not move out of the way.

The the object hit him, knocking him to the ground.

The firewood scattered everywhere on the ground.

Surprisingly, it was a person.

He rolled off Chiron’s back, “Get out of my way ‘Harlot Son,’ can’t you see that real men are working hard here?”

The person that had landed on Chiron’s back was easily three times his size.

These were mountain children. Their physic was exceptional, and basically that of a body builder’s.

After all, they hunted and carried heavy things all day.

Chiron’s physic was not bad, especially because of the rigorous training he had done.

Nevertheless, these people had beast core meat, fresh from the hunt to add up food very rich in protein.

This aspect, Chiron did not have in the Chikitsa clan.

Adding with his true age, the person that landed on him was easily three times his size.

He stood up to his feet, spitting at where Chiron fell before turning about to face his opponent.

This was Ralph, and he was the son of the village head.

He was already seventeen years old.

In such a small village, he was practically a celebrity.

Like a lot of people did, he always treated Chiron poorly, even looking for opportunities to bully him.

Sometimes, he and his friends would come and steal Chiron’s prey’s from his traps or even extort it right from his hands.

Everytime, they would do this and cheer as they left.

To make matters worse, since old Magu had not explicitly explained Chiron’s origins, he was tagged as the son of a harlot.

After all, old Magu had said he was child born out of wedlock.

Old Magu did not have a good reputation in the village to start with as she was called a witch.

It was in no time that people knew him more as the son of a harlot than the name ‘Igbi’.

Of course, this was Chiron’s intention.

It was very necessary for him to have a deep connection within this village for his next plan as Barbara was a very skeptical person.

Having a nickname expecially one as terrible as this, was a sign that he was as indigenous as possible…